I started working on this tag Tuesday, but didn't have the heart to finish it until today.
On Wednesday, July 26, I put down my Siamese cat, Gina. The ordeal has left me depressed and terribly heartbroken. I thought I was fully prepared for the verdict and didn't expect to take her passing so hard. I raised her from the moment she was born and her mother didn't want her. I bottle fed and rubbed her with a warm wet cloth to stimulate her mother's tongue. I was there the first time she opened her beautiful eyes. I was there when she closed them forever. She was ours for 19 years. Some say she lived a long life and it was her time to go. It just wasn't my time to say goodbye.
